Pop

Yah
Dance in this bitch
Yea, yea, yea
I don't flop, I pop nonstop
Till the sound fly off my chopsticks
I eat a beat up like lunch quick
Hunchback nigga had to wrangle up some
And uhm...
I shine like the one I'm sun kissed
Quench my thirst till the worst I'm done wit
Yo chick run a blitz on my dick
Might just be the reason I stiff arm shit
Hugh

I'm on clock, tick tock tick
It's about time you come out them pockets
Add a flame to the back like rockets
Hot shit, nigga OD and bout this
I'm outta my line,
These thoughts in my mind
Don't need a co-sign
Or doctor
I'm different like Tauheed options
Say so often, winning on offense
Ooh
Talk to these hoes man

And she gone be up In a Minute I think that I'm
Ready
I got it coming the morning
I think that she
Get
Like straight outta bed
And I know what she want (yeaaaaah)
Like straight outta bed
I'm not give it up (damn yeah)

Not giving her shit
I'm gone
Crazy lil bitch done took my phone

Cus I ain't put the picture on the gram
Lil shawty gon post it
Imma have to run away like
Damn

Another hoe cut my line
Wanna call me, better call my moms

Boutta let a bitty know
When I get a new line
Won't save her number in my phone
Cuz I ain't worried bout a dime
Like

I don't flop, I pop nonstop
Till the sound fly off my chopsticks
I eat a beat up like lunch quick
Hunchback nigga had to wrangle up some
And uhm...
I shine like the one I'm sun kissed
Quench my thirst till the worst I'm done wit
Yo chick run a blitz on my dick
Might just be the reason I stiff arm shit

Hey
They all wanna glow
Pick em up and let em go
Hey
We all wanna shine
Say it loud, I'm getting mine
Hey
They all wanna go
Tag along there's plenty more
Hey
We all wanna shine
Spread ya wings it's time to fly
They all wanna glow
Pick em up and let em go
Hey
We all wanna shine
Say it loud, I'm getting mine
Hey
They all wanna go
Tag along there's plenty more
Hey
We all wanna shine
Spread ya wings it's time to fly



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Writer(s): Richard Harris
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